From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Suburbs, mountains.

The lush trees stand tall and the slightly rugged hills meander, which is obviously not a good way to go.

Under a certain slightly deep slope, a dozen or so men dressed as robbers nested here, chatting with each other.

"Axe, are you sure there will be fat sheep passing on this road today?"

"Of course." The man nicknamed Ax replied impatiently, "I heard this news after seven days in the bar."

"If no one comes over, be careful that the boss cuts off your ears!"

The ax almost panicked when he heard it, and he wanted to shout when he got up in a vicious manner, and pressed it down forcefully: "You stupid pig with smallpox in your head! Be careful if you talk nonsense, I will cut your teeth..."

A voice interrupted: "Shut up! You idiots who deserve the plague, shut up!"

The commotion was quiet for a while, these rough men were restless, and someone spoke again.

"Scarface, is it too dangerous for us to choose this place? I'm really worried about attracting the city guards from Sintra. If you want me to say, it's good for us to hunt wild food near the village..."

"With a vote here, we can buy half of the village when we go back." Scarface said harshly.

"And we have a boss, even if the city guards come, they won't be able to catch us."

In the distance, there was a sound of rutting on the avenue, and a group of merchants were seen walking slowly from a distance. The heavy load caused the wheels to sink deep into the mud, and made the eyes of the robbers who were ambushing beside them shine.

"There are so many people, let's keep an eye on them. Go and call for the axe, call them all! We'll have enough for the rest of our lives after we finish this job, praise TN's Sintra!"

In a few moments, there are three poles in the sun.

Just when all the merchants were exhausted, a large number of stones and tenders were suddenly dropped from the slopes on both sides of the road, and these bows and arrows were mixed in the middle.

This wave of ambush only caused the merchants to turn their backs and bleed, and some unlucky ones were seriously injured and passed out on the spot.

Fortunately, this was just a group of bandits, and they couldn't get a lot of crossbow bolts, otherwise this wave of merchants would lose half their number.

Seeing that the ambush worked, the robbers rushed down immediately, roaring. The merchants, who had no will to fight in the first place, immediately dispersed, carrying small pieces of jewelry, dragging their seriously injured companions on horseback and fleeing in a hurry.

The robbers excitedly surrounded the truck, and some of them were red-eyed when they saw the merchants carrying jewels and wanted to chase after them, but the leader of the team, Scarface, slapped the horse with a backhand shield.

"You idiot with a bleeding brain! Where is the time to take care of those merchants, it's enough to bring these goods!"

On the other side, a robber slashed open the sack on the top of the truck, and suddenly a strong smell of spices spilled out from it.

The few companions standing beside him laughed contentedly. Then several people skillfully harnessed their horses to the wagon, rushed down the road like the wind and ran to the remote place, leaving a few walking companions behind to cover the ruts all the way.

When the merchants ran to the outskirts, more than a dozen knights and robe merchants had already been waiting here for a long time. The knight was holding a few hounds beside him, panting for breath.

It was finally safe, and a few peddlers with poor psychological quality fell off their horses as soon as their bodies softened. The leading trader quickly got off his horse and saluted the robed merchant and the knight captain.

"My lord, boss, the matter is done."

Said, the merchant carefully took out a special cloth bag from his arms, which contained the same spices as on the truck, and respectfully handed it to the knight captain.

The Cavalier Captain took it unceremoniously, put the cloth bag in front of the noses of the hounds on one side, let them sniff it one by one, then turned to his deputy and ordered:

"The plan is successful, go back and report to Lord Lannister immediately." Then he roared at the remaining knights:

"let's go!"

More than a dozen scouts scouted away with the wind and dust. At this time, the merchant said to the robed merchant with a sad face:

"Boss, we lost another four guys this time, all of them are good guys..."

After being brought back immediately, the saddles of several seriously wounded were drenched in blood, and they had long been out of breath. The robe merchant nodded expressionlessly:

"Understood. I just hope that this time I can wipe out these damned bandits..."

"Then I'll have a way to double my money back!"

*****

On the outskirts of Sintra, deep in the jungle.

A few patched tents were scattered around a pair of still warm campfires, and bones, fur fragments, bloody pieces of cloth, and other debris were scattered around the campfires.

More than a dozen trucks were drawn by horses to the camp. The robbers had no scruples here, and they played their tricks completely.

In the tent occupying the best terrain of the camp, a figure with two swords on his back slowly came out. His face looked as rough as the bandits around him, but his equipment was extremely well maintained. The environment is even a little out of place.

The deterrent force from the leader silenced the group of demons for a moment.

Scarface took out a handful of spices from the sack that was pulled open at the beginning and ran over.

"Good harvest?"

"Of course! Boss, look!" Scarface passed his hands forward as if offering treasures, and those dirty hands mixed with mud, blood and all kinds of unspeakable things seemed to be soaked in the aroma.

The leader tilted his head, and immediately five or six people rushed into the truck and hacked at every sack with a machete. Grain and spices gushed out along the knife edge like a spring, and the eyes of the onlookers were filled with golden light.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be such a big harvest this time." Scarface looked at the small handful of spices in his hand, and threw it behind his head.

The bandit leader's breath also became thicker. These are spices that are almost equivalent to gold, and these alone can be worth all the previous gains.

"You came back with a cart, have you cleaned up the end?"

"Don't worry, you see." Scarface pointed to the finishing team who appeared in the jungle. "This is Sintra, we must be careful."

"You can't be too careful, Sintra is nearby." The bandit leader said harshly, "You tell the brothers to pack up and prepare to leave, and I'll take a few people to prepare the boat. It's time to change places after such a big deal. .”

"Haha boss, don't worry, even if someone chases us, can they still defeat our 30-odd brothers? There is no bandit group as big as ours in the entire northern countries!"

On the other side, the outskirts of Sintra.

The cavalry captain and his men leaned against a tree to rest bored.

In order to prevent the sound of horseshoes from being detected by the enemy, the scouts sent out dismounted one after another and turned into infantry, and only then returned in a hurry. A scout stepped forward and whispered something to the cavalry captain.

"Have you finally reached the place?" The cavalry captain curled his lips, "It's really slow."

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